Extremely thrilled about this: app.mailerlite.com/j9w9k6
My second prose publication after 'God Killers' is finally available - and with an afterword by the great China Miéville!
I'll be honest - I'm really nervous about it, now it's actually out! It's ferociously honest, very much a soul-bearing.
It's angry, it's odd, it's highly experimental, and it's verging on confessional - which perhaps is no surprise to anybody who reads my journals!
I have no doubt that some people will think it is pretentious, impenetrable crap - a one-trick pony.
But - I know it has also found its fans. China Mieville, for example, spent a long afternoon with me in London going through the whole manuscript with his wonderful writers eye. He wrote the afterword for me because he fell in love with it. Though he also had to go to bat for me to convince the publisher it was worth it. As Peter Crowther himself noted, it had polarised the staff at PS Publishing. I suspect it will do the same with the people that buy it.
So yes, I'm nervous.
Nervous about its reception - or lack of.
Scared because I feel very naked indeed now it's out - I believe all artists worth their weight feel this at some time or other.
And also fearful that my literary intentions - the influence of James Joyce, Samuel Beckett, and Dylan Thomas, amongst others - might seem lofty and preposterous. Hubris even.
And the internal debate over what constitutes greatness might seem like I am actually gifting myself that, rather than questioning the nature of it.
I'm fearful of sounding like an arrogant, self-indulgent wannabe.
But I've braved these risks! I've put it out there. I've done it.
The book was finished in 2008, at a time when I was fighting a lot of self-doubt and depression, but still reaching for the skies.
For those interested in the agonies of the creative life it might prove revelatory.
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